Gazing at the arteries in her neck, her skin was pale like jade, quivering with every heartbeat.
But he couldn't just let the girl continue to use him as a pillow, could he? Wang Jie couldn't help but shrug his shoulders again, preparing to sit the girl upright, but accidentally, he applied too much force, pushing the girl abruptly to one side.
Such a push made the girl wobble like a Weeble, only to fall back down heavily the next second, this time landing right on Wang Jie's thigh.
Swallowing hard, Wang Jie was truly speechless—was she really not waking up after all this?
At that moment on Wang Jie's thigh, the girl was sleeping peacefully, as if undisturbed by anything.
No, it really wouldn't do; no matter what, he had to wake her up now.
Never mind how he felt, just imagine if the girl woke up to find herself on his thigh, in this position.
